Set your goals high.  Higher, even, than you think are possible given your current circumstances.  
Know what you want, and expect it.  
What you expect is what you get.  
Get what you want, always… 

Dreams are the maps to our joy.  Don’t stop believing.  (I know, get the song stuck in your head!)  Follow your heart… realize that you can’t plan HOW you will reach your goal, just know that you will have it.  Sometimes the paths we insist on taking don’t follow our hearts– allow yourself to deviate for the sake of seeing what might happen… there is no rule book, there are no road rules, no guidance other than what truly leads you: your instincts… which ultimately translates into your heart’s desires.

You can have it.  I promise.

Emotions are amazing.  I love being in love.  I love being filled with love.  I love happiness and joy, and in the right time, sadness.  It’s all part of the human experience. However, emotions will absolutely serve as a lens for any situation you experience.  When you feel tension, if you can set yourself away from the emotional part of the experience, I can assure you that this tension is a direct result from the emotions you feel about the situation.

One must consider when dealing with humans, particularly, that we are all emotional creatures.  Whether we admit it or not, we all want to have our emotions validated and reciprocated.  When we’re in love, we want love returned.  When we’re miserable, we want to be with people who share our misery.  When we’re happy, we seek out companionship that feeds our happiness.  (more…)

The Homestead is looking absolutely amazing!

I was given several hundred books from the Neurosurgery library.  We moved them into my library and throughout the entire process I was entirely giddy.  I have a dream of having a library, one with huge leather couches, big comfortable sitting chairs, beautiful glass lamps, a massive fireplace in the middle, and a ladder that rolls around the shelves.  I will have something more magnificent and classy later.  Until then, I’m perfectly tickled to have what I already have.  It’s a ceiling to floor, wall to wall bookshelves filled with books on everything.  I have kids books on the six other shelves in the basement.  I have five or six more bookshelves in our living room that may end up going downstairs into our library, too.  I certainly am at no shortage for reading materials.  I love books.  People give their souls to books when they read them.  Inside every cover, the papers begin to smell like the fingers that touched them… perhaps cried or laughed over them.  I inherited many of my grandmother’s books, and they are more valuable to me than probably any other possession I have.

Our living space has become a home.  We hang out in there, listening to music… drinking coffee, putting our feet up on our coffee table.  There are hundreds of plants.  Yes, we’re living in our dream home. 

We spent a lot of time yesterday on the front yard.  Goddess knows it needed our love.  It’s looking way better today than it did yesterday.  Man, it feels good to be home!

I love this Sunday morning… muffins are baking, my iPod is playing, and the house is filled with warmth and love.  I couldn’t have asked for better.  This IS my dream.   I love it so much!

The possibilities for my future are coming closer and closer to fruition.  I feel unstoppable, invincible.  I feel like the words I’m choosing seem a little manicky, but truly I am at peace.  I am content.  My hopes, my dreams, my future… they’re all coming to a place where they’re almost no longer just dreams and now are becoming my reality.  There is so much to be had, and I’m having it.

We can do this.  We can make this happen.  At the same time we’re dreaming… but how we feel is what’s making those dreams our reality right now.  I’m living in a dream world.  And I like it!

Have you ever heard someone say, “So, this is it.”

Only if you choose it to be “it.”

This is only the beginning.  This may be “it” but only as long as you allow “it” to be. 

Have you ever dreamt something SO big that you didn’t know HOW you would ever have it?  Have you ever thought something was so unreachable that you didn’t even think of trying? 

That’s the beauty of our time here.  We can dream big… bigger than we can imagine… and until you’ve been given the opportunity to act upon those dreams, they will only ever be dreams.  But if for one moment you believe you can have them, and you can act upon them, then they are YOURS.  What you wish for you will have!

I’m living my dreams.  I have everything I have ever wanted.  I have the next big things to dream about.  And they’re coming!  Can you feel it?  (more…)

So… Today is the first weekend of the rest of my life.  Pretty brilliant, huh?  I cannot believe how awesome of a creator I am.  Really, truly.  I am becoming more and more quick. 

Do you remember me when I was in a job I hated?

Now I have the dream job.

Do you remember me when I had a home life I hated?

Now my home is filled with bliss in every minute of every day.

Do you remember me when I was miserable? 

Yeah… not so much any more.  Now I am following my dreams, my heart, my bliss.

To steal a line from my favorite movie:  “Follow your bliss.” You’d be amazed at how beautiful an experience this will be.

Sometimes the English language fails me… and it’s not always the limitations of the language so much– I know more than one language.

Sometimes there are no words that describe it, as much as we’ve tried to use them as symbols for our thoughts, our emotions.

Sometimes we just have to rely on how it feels– in all aspects, physically, mentally, emotionally, and instead of using our brains to wrap our experience up into a bundle of verbs, nouns, and adjectives… we have to use our hearts and just let it be what it is.

And it feels right.  It feels good.  Magnificent.

In the most beautiful moments, you are there…And for that, I thank you.  (yes, you)

I awaken to find myself in this human body.

“I am not even sure why I chose this experience.”

I am constantly presented with these lessons. 

“Blessed are the shallow, for depth they’ll never find.”

With awareness comes great responsibility.

With love comes great responsibility.

I feel alien sometimes.  Put here to study humanity.

I want to make the best of it, the best experience that I can call Mine. I want SO much.

It was so much easier when I didn’t know.  I could just mope and feel sorry for myself because I kept thinking, “Life is difficult.” And it was.  And then my eyes were opened, and I realized how much power I had to create my experience.  And I loved it. 

I have eaten from the tree of knowledge of good and evil, and with that comes so great a responsibility that sometimes I wish I hadn’t.  It was easier not knowing, not being aware.  And it was less fulfilling.

I have purchased my soul, no longer a lemming walking through the motions, now a creator, and now I can touch it, see it, taste it, and now it is part of me…

And yet I have surrounded myself with mirrors– people who reflect in synchronicity with my experience.  And I can see it that much more clearly… reflections of the same lessons I’m going through.

Flesh becomes shiverish… it is energy, even though I am exhausted.

So… I elicited a “wow” from a gentleman (well, who knows how gentle- he was) at the gas station yesterday.  It was pretty flattering considering I was make-up-free and my hair was still a little wet from the shower.  I must have appeared angelic to him (you know, I’m just so angel-like when I’m without my make-up.) Yay for eliciting “wow’s!”

I seem to forget about me when I’m not “on the market.”  Interesting phenomenon.  I think there are a lot of people who do this.  When you’re not on the market, you’re off the radar.  Perhaps it’s pheromones.  I don’t know.  But it seems to me that somehow suddenly men are Aware of Me.  Maybe it’s just that I’m aware of them.  I doubt it, I’m a pretty aware chick most of the time.  (more…)

Grow old and gray with me?

For most of my experience I had thought I was unworthy.  For much of it I thought I needed to be a certain way so I could be “loved.”

As it turns out, all I needed to learn was that I *AM* love.  I am filled with it.  I am surrounded, immersed, overflowing with its purest form.

You are a sea of endless infinity.  I am the sailor.

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